"We're coming. I would burn the corpses if I could," says Aanjay.

"Remind me never to piss that woman off," Jimbo mutters.

Gordon, for his part, is ranging up ahead, pulse rifle low and ready. He is not a happy camper just now. The first Combine to cross his path is going to get plugged between the cybernetically enhanced remains of its eyes until its head ceases to exist.